Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Lithuania and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing New Order to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Mandrill,
The Fugs,
Easy Going,
Ponytail,
Alice Coltrane,
The Gories,
Electric Prunes,
DJ Style,
The Sonics,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cameo,
The Moleskins,
Dual Sessions,
Joy Division,
Quando Quango,
Thompson Twins,
Brothers Johnson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gichy Dan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Soft Cell,
Nico,
a-ha,
The Residents,
The Divine Comedy,
Television Personalities,
Metal Thangz,
Neil Young,
Arthur Verocai,
Gregory Isaacs,
Audionom,
Archie Shepp,
La Düsseldorf,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Association,
Peter and Kerry,
DNA,
Excepter,
Marvin Gaye,
The Vogues,
Gabor Szabo,
Accadde A,
Japan,
X-101,
Simply Red,
Juan Atkins,
The Dirtbombs,
Jeff Mills,
Gang Starr,
Lower 48,
Cal Tjader,
Popol Vuh,
Black Moon,
Anakelly,
Scientists,
Animal Collective,
Susan Cadogan,
Theoretical Girls,
Davy DMX,
Roxy Music,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.